She's impossible and there's nothing to love.

So I'm sitting wallowing in perhaps self-pity and emotional abuse derived from all that repeated paranoia, after being given a new meaning to our familiar catchphrase of "Once bitten, Twice Shy", except that on this occasion the probability of encountering the need to shun away is not far from breaking point.

I see ideas springing up from all corners of my surroundings. Was at M's(Never knew she had a Dasch too) and for a moment there, I thought I caught myself missing That life. I was wild, too free spirited, I was happy, now I'm content but kilometres away from satisfaction. Lions strip flesh off their prey but how often does one not gnaw on the bones? Deers can run and hide but the weak ones die anyway.

No brownie points for being frank.

1)School bloody sucks.
2)I can make a fool out of myself but still make my friends laugh With me.
3)A leopard never changes its spots.
4)Revenge is almost always sweet.
6)I hate the fact that you are so intriguing.

While you're struggling to stay alive with me for the next 2 months I'll find ways to tell you everything about how it feels like to die every night.

Feed the flesh but the soul will rot.